I'll stay this way.

While I'm consoling one of my male friend after his lost of battle in love, I wonder about my own battle.

In my case, what my 'he' do is to go around being surrounded by girls, coaxing and cajole with flattery. Little wonder all these is happening, he owns a really attractive image and all I can do is to witness him change his object of affection every now and then. Hearing the latest news about him would be the hardest thing. Despite the fact that I knew I would get really hurt if I heard about him, I would ask about him. Now that is me. I want to know, yet I get hurt and start complaining about it. I'm a nuisance, an irritant. (The adorable type) *er hem.
Okay lah, all I want to say is I really still like him a lot. I'll stay this way.